Morning girls
Feeling particularly jolly as some friends are swinging by on their way back to Sheffield from visiting rellies, and we are all having lunch. They are dear friends and I don't get to see them much (saw them a week before DD was born) - DP hasn't even met them before! And then I am dashing off to London to have supper with my best mate. It's my birthday week so it's a week of slightly enhanced social engagements
Glad you had a better night's sleep, Verso. I hope your DH gets home ok and you all feel better soon.
Effie, that's great news on the hoose. A big garden sounds lovely, and it's great that you are so near the station. I do worry about the house I am supposed to be buying not having a garden (we would only stay there for three years or so, do it up and then move on) but there is a Mexican stand off with that at the moment about the work that needs to be done, so we might have to withdraw from the sale. Well, the vendor is wasting her time paying hardball with me as I am not standing any messing and we will just walk away from the sale.
Spot, I can't believe what a rough time you are having with that awful sounding lurgy. Yikes. I do so hope you all feel better soon. It's the thread of illness at the moment, isn't it?
ZoeJ, I am glad your folks were supportive. And I am a great proponent of the healing qualities of wine, as you know. It's funny, isn't it, being a mother in front of your own family. I find it so. It's all cool and fantastic with my Mum but my sister watches me closely, I find, when I am with DD. She suffered with PND very badly after her DS1 following a v difficult labour and her DS2 had terrible colic. I get the distinct impression she thinks I have lucked out. It makes me feel very guilty actually. And a little uneasy.
Jump - motet - there's a word that I haven't heard since I did A level Music!
Trace...don't go. These babies are all so different and they are still so little. I know it's fine for me to say as I am not the one waking up two hourly, but of course she will change, of course it will pass. Enjoy what you can of your beautiful little DD and curse the rest of it as nothing but bad luck. I think you are doing really really well. I think someone mentioned this, possibly Turnip, but would doing a bit of Gina lite help? I know nothing, though. With a sore hip and everything else I think it's amazing that you sound as bright as you do. Hang in there.
KMP - I am thrilled that your changing of the feeds worked out, it works brilliantly for us. It was all DD's idea, in actual fact - we would never have thought it up on our own.
Good to see Oli back the other day, a wave to Katie, Jam and others who I suspect are having busy Easters!
Arti - glad your back is a little better but so sorry you couldn't go visiting. What a shame. As to the house, fwiw I think go for it. You have nothing to regret but regret! (That's my motto. Or one of 'em). DD1 may still get into the school you want if you move. If she doesn't, revisit your principles later and don't sweat it now. Maybe check out whether the private preps are already full? Or the bad school might have improved by then. Is there any way you could shore up your chances of getting DD into the good school? (Such as sending her to the nursery there or something?) As for DP on the plane, well...If we hadn't had such a spookily placid, quiet baby for 99 per cent of the time I think he would be in pieces. If we have another, I think he is in for a big shock because the chances of having another like her have got to be slim (and it's still early days - she will probably be the toddler from Hades ). She screamed for 20 mins, like I said, clearly because she was tired and wanted to lie down. I shushed her and sang to her but she wasn't interested so I just cuddled and comforted as best I could her and rode it out. It was nothing! AGES later I looked at DP and he looked awful - I asked him if he was ok (he is a very bad flier) and he muttered weakly "But...the people around us...it's not fair on them..." I was staggered he was still fretting about it. I think because his parents were both Forces he is keen on this stiff upper lip thing. He simply cannot cope with 'public displays'. It's mad. He is quite an anxious persone generally. It wasn't that bad. You just have to smile apologetically to those around you and take it on the chin...
Ooh, Jolly, are there pics of the North meet up? Where? And Veggie, I must have a look at your new ones, I am rubbish at logging on to Facebook but it often crashes my ancient iBook.
May not be on until tomorrow - have a super day all.